An Awakening

Written by, Anonymous

All men are not created equal.
This truth had slapped me blind,
In it’s evil way; By its own design.
Enter God’s will and now I see.
To see this truth is relief, although unpleasant.
Why me? Should I be given this burden…
This sickness which knows not compromise.
God’s will? His message of chance to my soul?
Learn to ask him into my life and I can forsake this Evil.
Deny his love and I shall be devoured; This seems to be his work.
This shortcoming known as addiction; Punishment or gift I do not know…
Yet it leads me to God; For that I am glad.

Published in A New Leaf – November 1991

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